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Chapter XXXV

e did not leave for Cambridge the next day, as he had
Hsaid he would. He deferred his departure a whole week,
and during that time he made me feel what severe punish-
ment a good yet stern, a conscientious yet implacable man
can inflict on one who has offended him. Without one
overt act of hostility, one upbraiding word, he contrived to
impress me momently with the conviction that I was put
beyond the pale of his favour.
Not that St. John harboured a spirit of unchristian vin-
dictiveness— not that he would have injured a hair of my
head, if it had been fully in his power to do so. Both by
nature and principle, he was superior to the mean gratifica-
tion of vengeance: he had forgiven me for saying I scorned
him and his love, but he had not forgotten the words; and as
long as he and I lived he never would forget them. I saw by
his look, when he turned to me, that they were always writ-
ten on the air between me and him; whenever I spoke, they
sounded in my voice to his ear, and their echo toned every
answer he gave me.
He did not abstain from conversing with me: he even
called me as usual each morning to join him at his desk; and
I fear the corrupt man within him had a pleasure unimpart-
ed to, and unshared by, the pure Christian, in evincing with
what skill he could, while acting and speaking apparently

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